I spent a long time by the lake, just thinking. Now I understood why Madison had tried to stop me earlier. I felt cursed and confused. How could so much happen in a single day, and it wasn’t even noon yet?
I loved and trusted Adrien so deeply that I didn’t see this coming. Maybe I saw the signs but chose to ignore them. It didn’t seem fair. Despite all the hate, rejection, and betrayal I had faced from his people, he still betrayed my love and trust.
I cried by the lake, feeling as though I was going to die. My heart was aching so much that I wished I could just remove it. The pain inside me was weakening me on the outside.
I lay on the grass, lost in thought until some guards arrived. I recognized them as Alpha Arthur's men—Adrien’s father, who was the Alpha King. Adrien was also an Alpha, serving under his father.
"The Alpha King wants to see you," one of them said. They weren’t in their usual uniforms but wore black suits, looking more like security guards. This kingdom and pack were advanced and well-developed.
Even though I was filled with emotion, I couldn't refuse the Alpha King’s request, so I followed them back to their building. It was much bigger than ours because they often hosted important visitors and held most of the pack’s key meetings there.
I had not visited there for quite a while clearly because of Claire. She was a thorn in my flesh and so I wanted to keep her afar. She had also warned me not to come around there because I was not fit to be there.
'You don't belong here.' Those were the exact words she used the last time I was here.Alpha King Arthur was a distinguished and respected man. He didn’t exactly like me; he was just indifferent. I wondered why he suddenly called for me.
I went to meet him in his study. Unlike Adrien, his father loved books and was very knowledgeable. His study was filled with tall shelves of neatly arranged books and was impressive to see.
I bowed my head to avoid eye contact.
"It's fine, look up, Mira," he said, and I did.
"Sit," he instructed, and I sat without protest.
There was a pause, and I didn’t speak unless he asked me to.
"You probably know why I called you here," he began. "And you might have noticed that I’m not very fond of you." Arthur was blunt and, despite being in his late fifties, still had a sharp demeanor.
For the three years I had spent in the pack house, I had known him to be someone that would not do or invest in anything that would not benefit him. The same goes for humans too. He believed so much in the philosophy of giving and receiving.
And in my case, I was of no use or benefit to him so I guessed that was why he did not take much liking to me.
"And I don't think there is anymore I could do for you as my son's supposed wife because you have refused to prove your worth. Either intellectually, divinely, business-wise or even physically. I want to believe that no one has to tell you before you know that your days in this pack are numbered. I'm not sorry to tell you this way, because it's high time you leave." He continued, summing up all he had to say.
What was I expecting? I moved my eyes down swiftly and swallowed hard, so I would not cry before him. I already hated myself so much so if I portrayed myself as weak before him, my self-esteem would literally be gone.
"All understood, sir." I replied shortly and stood up to leave. Atleast, I did not need a permission to leave his presence.
I smiled continually as I walked out. It was funny how I saw everything coming, all the signs but still chose to ignore it. Now, reality was dawning up on me.I was really about to be kicked out.
I had Madison secretly get my car keys from my room, and I drove away. I needed to leave that place because my mental health was deteriorating. Staying there even one more minute might make me lose my mind.
I had nowhere specific to go. Since marrying Adrien, I hadn’t been allowed to make friends, so I was all alone. I drove to a restaurant and asked for their VIP area.
I ordered a variety of meals and beer. I needed something to lift my spirits. The waitress seemed to understand and played upbeat hip-hop music to help cheer me up.
I ate and drank heavily, letting out my frustration with loud curses.
"Fuck you, Adrien! Fuck you, Adrien’s mother! Fuck you, Adrien’s father! Fuck you, stupid priestess! Fuck everyone!!!" I shouted loudly, not caring if I disturbed anyone.
I just needed to relieve myself and I was glad I went there. I was not drunk but I felt so tired. Tired physically and emotionally. I needed some rest and I was going to get it. Instead of heading to the pack, I went to a hotel and tried to lodge there, paying with Adrien's credit card I had with me.
"I'm sorry but it's declined." The receptionist said to me and returned the card.
"That's not possible, I just bought meals with it." I argued. Then it occured to me that he actually received the debit alert from the food I bought and decided to block the card. So this was how it was going to be? Perfect! Just perfect!"Fuck me for not having my own money." I cursed at myself under my breath.
Then I had no choice but to return back to the pack house. I got to my building and Madison was the first person I met again, as usual.
"Where have you been, My lady?" She asked, looking troubled."What is it this time around?" I asked. At that point in time, I was prepared for literally everything. The day was meant to be bad so let's have it.
"Luna Claire is throwing a fit over her jewelry, calming they were stolen." Maddie replied me and I furrowed my brows.
"How does that concern me? The proper thing should be done and the thief will be apprehended.""The problem is...she claims you stole it." Madison dropped the news and I froze on the spot.
I burst into hysterical laughter for a few seconds. "I need to sleep, Maddie. I am not in the mood for all of these." I affirmed but things got more serious than I thought as some guards from the main building arrived looking tough.
They walked me to the main building where the commotion had happened.
"And there is the thief." Luna Claire declared as soon as I walked in.
I scrunched my brows. "What are you talking about, mother? What is..going on here?""You can continue with the pretence the moment you are out of this pack, you shameless thief." Claire continued.I was still so confused. How did they come to the conclusion that I did that? Just how?The only claim was that I had been to the pack earlier that afternoon when Arthur summoned me and Claire, even though she was not there she said I must have taken the opportunity to reach her room and stole her jewelry. On top of that, I was accused of leaving the pack house immediately after stealing the items. What a story! It was all perfectly made up and I could not even defend myself. I looked at Adrien who was sitting on a sofa in the living room. We had an unsettled issue but I had to swallow my pride and ask him for help, communicating with non-verbal cues.My husband looked away, leaving me surprised. He was supposed to be the only person who could vouch for me over anything, being the closest.
I could not believe my eyes and ears. This was my own husband proposing to me divorce papers without remorse or emotions in his eyes, like I had never meant anything to him. 'Please, don't do this.' I felt the urge to say that but I could not. My pride muttered to me a lot and it overwhelmed me. I just sneered and dragged the suitcase with me out of the house, with no destination in mind. The moment I stepped out of the house, I was hit with the dark clouds in the sky. It was about to rain and I had no destination in mind. All of a sudden, I heard someone call me. "My lady!" I turned around immediately to see Madison at the door. I started feeling some liquids drop on me and within the twinkle of an eye, rain started pouring down quite heavily. Madison got into the rain and it was then I noticed the big bag she was carrying. "I packed the few things I could pack quickly, my lady. I will come with you." She said and I furrowed my brows, frowning at the same time. It just did not
All I saw were huge hotels and obviously, it would cost a fortune to just spend a night there. Why were things like these in the outside world? Before now, you could easily see three local motels in a street but I barely saw any.I kept on walking in further and then I glanced at the watch Adrien had gotten me for my birthday. It was already past 9 PM and I was still searching for a motel. I knew how unsafe it could be at this time of the day, since I had an experience of sneaking out of my father's pack last at night to parties.I spent so recklessly and all my credit cards got restrained by my parents. And I became stranded. REST INN. Was the inscription that boldly indicated a motel at the top of a one storey building. "Finally."I heave a sign of relief as I made my way into the motel. I was met with colored red lights at every angle which gave a shady vibe that didn't go well with my instincts. It was an indication that this place was a red flag but what can I do at this poi
I did not enjoy a bit of the night, I stayed awake half of the whole night anyways. Being disturbed by mosquitoes, cold and then the troubling memories and traumatic years with Adrien and his merciless family. It would have been much better if I had gotten rejected the very first time, then running away from my father's pack would not have happened. Adrien as an alpha showed so much interest in me and stupid me fell in love with him, having not been loved by any man because I was an incomplete werewolf. I was human and not yet a wolf so no alpha could get married to me. As soon as it was 6 AM, I got up from the floor and packed my stuff. It cost me a whole lot to ignore the stains in the bathroom and just have my bath. Heavens knew how much I wanted to get out of there so fast. I tried switching the running water to hot then I realized the faucet was bad. What to do? I was already undressed and was ready to take my bath, going outside was a no no. Despite the chilly weather that
The words he said to me were just stuck in my head. Business... business...business. It seemed like that was what really mattered to me then. I took the card out of the place where he had dropped it and read his details on it. It was not a business card but a complimentary one, his personal card. Travis Coles.That was his name. It was almost noon when I finally decided to rest, sitting on one of the street benches made of cement. There were some other younger and older folks sitting there but there was an empty bench so I decided to sit, not minding anyone's concerns.I dipped my hand into the black bag and brought out a packet of Irish potato chips Madison had put in the bag. Without minding the public attention, I started munching on it, still maintaining my composure in some way too. Damn...I was so hungry but preparing cereal right there would definitely not look so good.While I ate, I decided to put a call through to Travis Coles. I was not so expectant but in a little bit,
In about thirty minutes, after walking down the noisy and bustling streets, I arrived at Greenville Club. The clubhouse was actually a big and grand looking one. I had never gone to a club before so I was not familiar with their surroundings and ways.In my hoodie and pants, I walked up to the main entrance with my suitcase and bag. The security guards who mounted the entrance blocked me from going in. They looked at me from head to toe and shook their heads. Of course, my dressing was off."I am not here to club, I am here to see Travis Coles." I said to them but they remained stiff, head straight without paying attention to me.I felt like I was talking to the walls. I hissed angrily and brought out the complimentary card Travis had given me, then I showed it to them. They moved at that moment and then looked at me, then back at the card."How did you get this?" One of them asked. "He gave it to me, directly." I replied.They seemed to believe me and at the same time not, so they
I arched my brows. It was quite surprising, of course I knew what lobbying was because I was very well educated but I was not sure I knew what a 'lobby' person was supposed to be like.He must have noticed that I was in confusion so he took it upon himself to explain better. "Now, it's no easy task, to be very honest. You get to meet a lot of people, not just ordinary people now, Influential people, politicians, top country officials from different parts of the world, foreign investors, foreign ambassadors and if you are unlucky, you could get to meet with the Mafias." He explained."Meet them and do what exactly?" I furrowed my brows and he laughed softly. "It depends on the situation. In a case where our country and another would be having a peace treaty, you would be expected to take good care of the guests, and make sure nothing goes wrong till the mission is accomplished. That's an instance."I was not sure if this was what I signed up for, actually. Being a lobby agent? I had n
I had dinner with Travis that evening, stuffing my mouth like I had never eaten before in my entire life. I was really famished, like in a miserable way. Right after we were done eating, the lady he had called earlier, Karima, arrived to take me.She bowed at ninety degrees to Travis Coles. "I am sorry for being late sir, I could not get past the traffic." She apologized so politely and he just nodded."It's fine. This is Mira Silver." He introduced me to her. "She will be joining your team, as a lobby agent. She is an amateur, so you are to guide her through the three-day training." I could not help but frown when he called me an amateur, was that really necessary?I exchanged polite greetings with Karima without smiling. Working with humans was something I perceived to be as tough, being a werewolf even though as an omega who had not received her wolf.Sure, there were many werewolves who tended to cover their true identities and just live like humans. I had not tried staying amon